VERSE 1
F Am C Dm
First hours in the club were the best hours ever
F Am Dm C
I knew right then that it could never get better
Surrounded by friends it was a night to remember
We danced around the fire in the glow of the embers
That's when I met her and now I can see
I should have left then with a golden memory, it is
CHORUS
C F Am Dm
The law of diminishing marginal returns
C F Am C
The law of diminishing marginal returns
The law of diminishing marginal returns
The law of diminishing marginal returns
(Twice round instrumental)
VERSE 2
First times we made love they were the best times ever
I knew right then that it would never get better
We had long wild nights and wide crazy days
Everything was good and new in our ways
But when the honeymoon went down and the hot sun came up
It was glaringly obvious that enough was enough, it was
CHORUS
VERSE 3
To make it alright we thought we'd move in together
The first days together were the best days ever
Building a home we were fresh we were keen
But soon we settled into a depressing routine
Straight home from work and wallow in TV
Until we hated everything and neither of us could see, it was
CHORUS
MIDDLE
Am
It all happened way too fast
C
Love isn't meant to last
Am
We all look better off in the past
Dm
There's no shame in starting again
CHORUS
OUTRO
The law of diminishing marginal returns x5
Friday, 26 February 2010
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Wild Man Fischer
D - G - F - G
Larry Fischer was a singer in LA who sold original songs for a dime
He did this for years waiting for his chance
One day it comes along when Frank Zappa says “let’s make a record’
They work together for three months and Larry was over the moon
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Unfortunately the record didn’t sell as well as Larry had hoped
Angry he threw a bottle and it nearly hit Zappa’s baby
Which meant the end of their friendship, even though he hadn’t meant it
Larry was a manic depressive paranoid schizophrenic
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Like many people the problems began young, he was a neglected child
He wasn’t diagnosed and didn’t get the help or medication he needed
He got angrier and angrier and finally went at his mother with a knife
So he was locked away at 16 in a mental institution
And they thought electric shock therapy might be the solution
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
He probably came out crazier than he went in and led a merry go round of a life
His career didn’t end with Zappa, he worked with other avande guarde figures
Music pouring out of him every day
He’s still an inspiration to people around the world
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Most of us other artists aren’t hard wired as wonderfully as this
We have to manufacture some chaos and unbalance
Whether it be drink or drama or drugs or coffee
Because from a world of order nothing new comes
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
I know all this from a documentary, I’ve never met the guy
It ended with good news that he was now doing OK
After 40 years he’s now got drugs to calm him down
But unfortunately he’s lost his pep and isn’t singing anymore
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Larry Fischer was a singer in LA who sold original songs for a dime
He did this for years waiting for his chance
One day it comes along when Frank Zappa says “let’s make a record’
They work together for three months and Larry was over the moon
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Unfortunately the record didn’t sell as well as Larry had hoped
Angry he threw a bottle and it nearly hit Zappa’s baby
Which meant the end of their friendship, even though he hadn’t meant it
Larry was a manic depressive paranoid schizophrenic
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Like many people the problems began young, he was a neglected child
He wasn’t diagnosed and didn’t get the help or medication he needed
He got angrier and angrier and finally went at his mother with a knife
So he was locked away at 16 in a mental institution
And they thought electric shock therapy might be the solution
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
He probably came out crazier than he went in and led a merry go round of a life
His career didn’t end with Zappa, he worked with other avande guarde figures
Music pouring out of him every day
He’s still an inspiration to people around the world
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Most of us other artists aren’t hard wired as wonderfully as this
We have to manufacture some chaos and unbalance
Whether it be drink or drama or drugs or coffee
Because from a world of order nothing new comes
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
I know all this from a documentary, I’ve never met the guy
It ended with good news that he was now doing OK
After 40 years he’s now got drugs to calm him down
But unfortunately he’s lost his pep and isn’t singing anymore
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
It’s hard to be, great when you’re straight
Monday, 22 February 2010
Tales at the end
VERSE 1
G
You’re approaching the end
C
Your final act nears
Am
It’s time to face the music
D
Look into your fears
Relax, don’t worry
It’s out of your hands
Sit back and watch the light show
Go out in style
BRIDGE
Am
It’s been a good life
C
Not a coulda life
Em
So as the curtain comes down, bring down the frown
D
It’s time you know
CHORUS (Chords same as verse)
Nobody likes a good loser
We all want a scene
Let’s who got to you
Let’s hear who’s mean
Nobody likes a good loser
Get even and now
Tell who us wronged you
Who's a pig who's a cow?
Let’s hear some details
About people we know
Let’s hear the dark side
From one who knows
VERSE 2
Now your world's ending
But ours will go on
You’ve only the info
Of what went on
It’s all over
All bar the screams
Leave us the memories
And all the scars
VERSE 3
You’re going to hell
Might as well tell
Tell us the juicy bits
We’re all dying to know
You left too much out of your biography
You didn’t want to offend
But this is your last chance
You’re among friends
CHORUS
MIDDLE
G
This would be your revenge
Em
Confess and condemn
C
We want to be shocked
About by the secrets of some men
Don't just fade away
Go out with a bang
You can't take them with you
Come on be a man
BRIDGE
CHORUS
G
You’re approaching the end
C
Your final act nears
Am
It’s time to face the music
D
Look into your fears
Relax, don’t worry
It’s out of your hands
Sit back and watch the light show
Go out in style
BRIDGE
Am
It’s been a good life
C
Not a coulda life
Em
So as the curtain comes down, bring down the frown
D
It’s time you know
CHORUS (Chords same as verse)
Nobody likes a good loser
We all want a scene
Let’s who got to you
Let’s hear who’s mean
Nobody likes a good loser
Get even and now
Tell who us wronged you
Who's a pig who's a cow?
Let’s hear some details
About people we know
Let’s hear the dark side
From one who knows
VERSE 2
Now your world's ending
But ours will go on
You’ve only the info
Of what went on
It’s all over
All bar the screams
Leave us the memories
And all the scars
VERSE 3
You’re going to hell
Might as well tell
Tell us the juicy bits
We’re all dying to know
You left too much out of your biography
You didn’t want to offend
But this is your last chance
You’re among friends
CHORUS
MIDDLE
G
This would be your revenge
Em
Confess and condemn
C
We want to be shocked
About by the secrets of some men
Don't just fade away
Go out with a bang
You can't take them with you
Come on be a man
BRIDGE
CHORUS
Dance for me
VERSE 1
C Am
I’ve been on the radio channels 1 and 3
Dm G
If you live in Holland you might have seen me on TV
I’ve been interviewed and expressed my ideas
Asked for my secrets and my deepest fears
I’ve played for ordinaries without feeling too proud
Sung to the masses and I’ve listened to crowds
C G
Normally I ask a fee but for you I’ll do it for free
CHORUS
C Am
If you dance for me, dance for me
F G
And I will play for you
Dance for me, dance for me
And I will play for you
VERSE 2
I’ve headlined fields on the Isle of Wight
Held my own in a one-way bottle fight
Gone down a storm at the RNID
Young and old couldn’t take their eyes off me
I’m in all the best record shops chagrin
I’ve got my own section in the remainders bin
Normally I ask for food, but for you I’ll do it for free
CHORUS
If you dance for me, dance for me
And I will play for you
If you dance for me, dance for me
And I will play for you
Dance for me, and I will play for you
C Am
I’ve been on the radio channels 1 and 3
Dm G
If you live in Holland you might have seen me on TV
I’ve been interviewed and expressed my ideas
Asked for my secrets and my deepest fears
I’ve played for ordinaries without feeling too proud
Sung to the masses and I’ve listened to crowds
C G
Normally I ask a fee but for you I’ll do it for free
CHORUS
C Am
If you dance for me, dance for me
F G
And I will play for you
Dance for me, dance for me
And I will play for you
VERSE 2
I’ve headlined fields on the Isle of Wight
Held my own in a one-way bottle fight
Gone down a storm at the RNID
Young and old couldn’t take their eyes off me
I’m in all the best record shops chagrin
I’ve got my own section in the remainders bin
Normally I ask for food, but for you I’ll do it for free
CHORUS
If you dance for me, dance for me
And I will play for you
If you dance for me, dance for me
And I will play for you
Dance for me, and I will play for you
Thursday, 18 February 2010
The curse of standards
CHORUS
D Bm
Lady, you've raised my standards
G A
What a selfish thing to do
Lady, you've raised my standards
Now my happy life is through
VERSE
Bm G
Like a drunk on cheap wine
My gutter life was going fine
Now the taste is plain
Since I savoured champagne
It's a pain
CHORUS
VERSE
I'm too young to settle down
I'm married to the road
I've got grand plans for the future
I don't need this in my load
I'm all bowed
CHORUS
The curse of standards by thejackstaffordfoundation
D Bm
Lady, you've raised my standards
G A
What a selfish thing to do
Lady, you've raised my standards
Now my happy life is through
VERSE
Bm G
Like a drunk on cheap wine
My gutter life was going fine
Now the taste is plain
Since I savoured champagne
It's a pain
CHORUS
VERSE
I'm too young to settle down
I'm married to the road
I've got grand plans for the future
I don't need this in my load
I'm all bowed
CHORUS
The curse of standards by thejackstaffordfoundation
Thursday, 11 February 2010
The trial of Toni Terry
Another topical song. I'm really enthused by the idea of having a residency in a club somewhere and doing all new songs for it every week.
CHORUS
CHORUS
C Am
Baby, baby, baby, you’ve been awful cruel
C Am
Maybe, maybe, maybe, I can do better
VERSE 1
Em Am
But I just can’t seem to say goodbye
Em Am
So I’ve taken the twins to Dubai
F G Em Am
You’re welcome to come and visit, at your own expense
F Am
Adulteries a criminal offence
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I’m can’t cope with the tabloid stories
The rumours that won’t go away
While all you want to do is play,
some things are not a game
How much is enough shame?
CHORUS (instrumental)
MIDDLE
Am Em
I have a recurring fantasy
Am D,
You’ve had an accident and can’t walk anymore
Am Em
Then our family will always stay together
G Am
Happily ever after
CHORUS
C Am
Baby, baby, baby, what you’re turning me into
C Am
Baby, baby, baby, this has got to end
The trial of Toni Terry by thejackstaffordfoundation
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